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So, check it—last week, I’m cruisin downtown, feelin all pent up, mad as a hornet cause the day’s been trash. Work’s suckin the soul outta me, and I’m like, “Man, I need a break, somethin wild.” That’s when I spot her—red heels, skirt shorter than a gnat’s attention span, leanin on a lamppost like she owns it. Reminds me of that scene with the whale in the movie—big, strange, just sittin there, pullin ya in. I’m thinkin, “Well, shoot, this is it, ain’t it?”

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Hey, hey, my dear friend, lemme tell ya about Logansport! This little town's like one of those happy little paintings—each spot just bursts with soul. I run a massage parlor here, ya know, and I've seen so much of the city's heartbeat from behind my door.

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